There is a mental state
I strive to achieve a homeostatic state a humming a lull like those alpha wave tapes they sold in the 60's
I need to hear that in my head all day. Instead of the clanging of my thoughts and the clashing of my
wants versus what I should do need to do and the sad, bright violins from "Sunshine" so melancholy
so consistent that remind me how it is not to have anyone understand
Good way to start the day. Althought it was from a crazy man in a wheelchair that he was pushing with his feet. I'm thinking even better, because even through the craziness, he can see that I'm pretty today :) Maybe I'll have my girl G take a picture. I'm black leather miniskirt, black sex me sandals and the black "witches of eastwick" top (so dubbed because it's WICKED!). I got it last week on my little shopping spree with my brother. It doesn't reveal anything... but it's HOT! I'm ready to go out with the girls tonight. We're checking out some Shecky's Summer Chill event... should be fun.
I just finished reading a biography that Sug's mother is writing for her. Yo... that's so beautiful. I only WISH I could get my mom to express those things for me. I fear that I'll really never hear it. But I know she loves me. Damn west indian intolerance of expression and feelings :-( *sigh* But I'll write for ever about how much I love her. There's no question about that.
